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Dawn found me.
She smiled ever so light.
Soft kisses she blew 'round my room.
Whispers age old, 'A new day'.
Thoughts of you shimmer and dance within golden shards, To tenderly pierce my dreams in remembrance...
The wonder of you
Part of my heart.

You are the sun
You bring hope after the darkness of night
Light up my days with new beginnings
Hold me in your rays of warmth
You are the wind
Changeable always
You blow strong and weak
Surprising day to day
You are the rain
I need you to grow
Yet dampen my spirits
Nourishing, devastating
You are the ocean
Mysterious, deep
Tidal is your nature
Endless waves of emotion you bring
You are the tempest
Making me feel alive
Exhilarating, scary
Life on the edge
You are the moon
Waxing and waning
Peaceful, beautiful
A wonder to me
You are the mountains
Formidable, grand
Standing before you
Entranced by your immensity
You are the snow
Softly you fall about
Each part is different
Pure and driven
You are the trees
Shading me from hurts
Shedding again and again
Offering hope anew
You are the flowers
Bright, cheerful
Many colors
Change with the seasons
You are the mystery
Never revealing all
Keeping parts hidden
Holding me spellbound

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year’s bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go, —so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, “There is no memory of him here! ”
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.

You are always there
Even though you are gone
Whispers in my mind
Saying things never said
I don't want to hear your voice
But it follows me
Like a drum softly beating
It is a rhythm of my life
I don't want to see your face
But as I close my eyes
It's there
Still beautiful but painful
It only brings sorrow now
Even your smile
Like sunshine
Clouds my day
Dreams are nightmares
For there is no escape
You are dancing
On the fringes of my mind
I wake to find you
Far away I drift
Day or night
There is no place to hide
You are always there